My life is like one of those cheap snow globes my twins collected when they were younger. and to be distracted from the secret she\'s been hiding from her husband for all these.
Her sprawling mansion is no longer filled with laughter and chaos, and she\'s desperate to feel needed...
Ever since her twin girls left home, Marisa has felt there\'s something missing from her life.
Shiny and pretty on the outside, blurred beyond recognition when shaken.
My life is like one of those cheap snow globes my twins collected when they were younger